Ink Splattered Dreams: IF: Caged

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

IF: Caged

Caged

Miss Rosenoir is all impressed about her exotic bird collection. But little does she realize that her cold heart is more caged than theirs...

(tried out a new style this time...and it's a photograph of my work, hence the whitenesss of the flash...scanner out of reach for the time being...)

1 comment:

somebody September 9, 2010 at 8:31 AM
Is this miss for real?
cold hearts get themselves caged.
an open heart would be free!
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A Large Number. Wislawa Szymborska

Four billion people on this earth,
but my imagination is the way it's always been:
bad with large numbers.
It is still moved by particularity.
It flits about the darkness like a flashlight beam,
disclosing only random faces,
while the rest go blindly by,
unthought of, unpitied.
...
My dreams—even they are not as populous as they should be.
There is more solitude in them than crowds or clamor.
Sometimes someone long dead will drop by for a bit.
A single hand turns a knob.
Annexes of echo overgrow the empty house.
I run from the threshold down into the quiet
valley seemingly no one's—an anachronism by now.

Where does all this space still in me come from—
that I don't know.